Hee hee...see what grandchildren can bring out in you....
Not enough sleep lately LOL
PS. May you rest in pieces tonight.
Hugs, Trish.
Dim moonlight radiated diffused finger rays in
Shades of placid pinks, dreamy yellows, and
Tepid oranges across the pitch darkness
Of the evening sky, as the wicked
Dweller lurks out from the
Evil underworld where
He dwells captive.
Monterey yellow eyes leered eerily while sharp
Razor fangs dripped goblets of sepia red
Oozing blood mingled freely within
The sliming saliva that travelled
In stringy formations from
His gapping mouth to
The ground below.
Crouching low in anticipated striking position
With spiny bones protruding viciously
From angulated festering pustules
Amidst grotesque battle scars
Dwelling in a cesspool of
Matted, unkempt hairs
Of putrid stench.
It stalks…
Unsuspecting
Innocent victims
Who traverse the subtle
Imaginary wonderland between
Premeditated slumber and the insolent
Involuntary unconsciousness of nightly sleep.
Oh wow, I certainly enjoyed this, perhaps it reminded my inner child hee hee, all those wierd and wonderful vivid images. Great write Trish and thanks to your grandchildren :):)
Warm hugs
Elga
p.s. thank goodness I did not read this at night :)
You tease! I thought we were going to read beautiful
imagery of flowers and romance;-) Okay so it was a
very good descriptive yucky write about the evil that
lurks in your mind...when you can't sleep...because you
do too much...;-)
YIKES! Has the Creepmeister (Sir Jay Chattin) been giving you horror writing lessons on the side?? GAWD, this scared the S*** outta' me! But, WHOA, what a write! BRAVA!
If I have nightmares tonight, I now will know why! NOT because of Sir Jay, but because of a sweet young lady in Canada named Trish McQueen! LOL I will blame YEW! LOL
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :0 (screaming here)
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Oh wow, I certainly enjoyed this, perhaps it reminded my inner child hee hee, all those wierd and wonderful vivid images. Great write Trish and thanks to your grandchildren :):)
Warm hugs
Elga
p.s. thank goodness I did not read this at night :)
Hang on a mo' if everyone ate someone they hated, the worlds population would be less of a problem, maybe canibals are visionaries..
So that's what grandchildren do to you? and here I am begging for some
imagery of flowers and romance;-) Okay so it was a
very good descriptive yucky write about the evil that
lurks in your mind...when you can't sleep...because you
do too much...;-)
Love Tinka
If I have nightmares tonight, I now will know why! NOT because of Sir Jay, but because of a sweet young lady in Canada named Trish McQueen! LOL I will blame YEW! LOL
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :0 (screaming here)
Reindeer
Me thinks your grandchildren are wonderful muses; and me thinks I may sleep in pieces tonight!